can't you see?

just things going through my head

[thoughty-thoughts]

forever feeling like an afterthought

[thoughty-thoughts]

I fantasize about confessing. I spend hours upon hours acting out conversations and scenarios where I let someone know how I feel. I talk about my fears, my emotions, my thoughts, all my struggles. I talk about how long it’s been, how I’ve tried to be strong and keep going but I feel like I’m drowning. I talk about how it’s always been like this and I feel like something’s wrong with me. I confess. I ask for help. It works.

But then I never do. I wait for someone to ask, give me the opportunity to do it, to let it all out. But no one does. And I listen. And they confess. And I still listen. And sometimes they ask, but it’s never enough. It’s never at the right time. And I never do. I don’t confess. It feels wrong, sad. Feels like I’m trying to hard. I try but I can never put it into words.

So I don’t. I keep it all in. And it eats away at me. And it eats and eats and eats. And I still keep it in. Because that’s all I can do. I am afraid if I try to say it it’ll be worse. I’d acknowledge it and there would be no turning back. And it would be different. It would be real. No more hiding and now everyone knows. And I can’t pretend it’s fine. They know. I don’t want to pretend. But I do. I have been for a while. Nothing changes.

I fantasize about confessing. I write pages upon pages of everything I’d say. But I don’t. No one asks. And I listen. And it’s fine, I pretend. No one knows. I want them to know.

I fantasize about confessing.

Some day, perhaps.

[thoughty-thoughts]

I feel so left out of life

[sunlitsoil]

there is always tomorrow

[hopelessvalentines]

“i am a restless soul, longing for the rain that never comes.”

[wicktalks]

lauraryder // of age - the frights // damaged goods - the narcissist cookbook // fat funny friend - maddie zahm // black box warning - leanna firestone // cough it out - the front bottoms // mellowmash33 // the ramblings of a lunatic - bears in trees // prologue - chase petra // fiona apple // critical role - sam riegel // conversations with friends - sally rooney // on lonliness - dante émile

[thefirstlivingart]

This isn't how life is supposed to feel

irsshawty on Pinterest / I Saw The TV Glow / internetfavorite on Pinterest / kiyogakukai on Pinterest / Spotify on Pinterest / ladycranes on Pinterest / micheallasboard on Pinterest / Ryan O'Connell / norhanelhadry474 on Pinterest / @inanotherunivrse on Tumblr / ??? / Charles Wright, Scar Tissue in "Scar Tissue" / Barbara Kingsolver, The Lacuna / Priyer on Pinterest / vangore on X / perfumebathing on Instagram / marvinandrea89 on Pinterest / @hannahlockillustration on Tumblr / stickybaby on We Heart It / lesedimorapeli25 on Pinterest / Jnkskxm on Pinterest / Jeff Vandermeer, Annihilation / Fernando Pessoa, "English Song", A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems / Jean-Paul Sartre, Being and Nothingness / MrsandMrStyles on Pinterest / Chuck Palahniuk / justgiveittime on Pinterest / Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 6: 1955-1966 / Mary Macdonald, romanticizeaquietlife on Pinterest / Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl /

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[travelingtothefarlands]

super surprisingly, a lot of people actually liked the last web weaving post of mine, so here's another

once again, about lukas (big surprise)

Green // Cavetown, @chandajaan, Your Best American Girl // Mitski, Twin Size Mattress // The Front Bottoms, @saccharineguilt

[opossum-handz]

[thoughty-thoughts]

I keep saying I don’t feel like myself, as if I know who I am

[feral-ballad]

Gabriela Mistral, tr. by Velma García-Gorena, from Gabriela Mistral’s Letters to Doris Dana; “December 28, 1949”

[Text ID: “I hope for love, because I give it.”]

[thoughty-thoughts]

conversations that lead nowhere

[web-of-arachne]

“Mourning small death”

@/nutnoce // @/KaylaAncrum on twitter // stardark // “mercy” by rudy francisco // unknown // moon song - phoebe bridgers // unknown // unknown // “let death be kinder than man” by althea davis

[thoughty-thoughts]

ya no quiero sentirme así

[nightofnostalgia]

No fuimos y no sé si seremos pero sinceramente extraño lo que un día intentábamos ser.

[thoughty-thoughts]

¿Cuántos mensajes que quedarán sin respuesta voy a mandar?

[caostalgia]

Solo nos vimos una vez pero vas a dolerme toda una vida.

Catarsis